Wreck Me (Corrupt Legacy Series #2)

“This is your initiation,” Felix says.

“And afterward, we’ll inform the matriarch how well you did, and then you can pledge your loyalty to her,” Caleb says.

“You two are sick.”

Felix puts my phone in my face.

“You’re going to tell Kaden you need a few days for yourself. You need to get your eating disorder treated.”

I freeze, and both of them catch my slip, smirking.

“These kids are plain stupid and disrespectful to think we don’t know everything,” Felix says to Caleb, who shakes his head, glee sparkling in his eyes.

These fucking bastards. I won’t offer them the satisfaction of seeing me broken down and begging. But every attempt at escape would be futile as I can barely move. The cuffs dig so hard in my wrists, neck, and ankles that every shift only increases the ache.

“When this ends, you’re going to be the girl you should have always been. Prim and proper and not a whore.”

I flinch once again at that word. But if loving Dane made me into a whore, I’d rather take that than have this asshole’s approval.

Felix calls Kaden from my phone and puts it on speaker.

“Abi, where are you?”

“I made a decision. I’m at a center that treats eating disorders.”

“Just like that?”

I can’t have Kaden giving them reasons to mistrust us. As long as their focus is on me, Kaden is free to carry on with our escape plan.

“I can’t pretend I have it under control and with everything happening…”

“This is actually a good thing. I’m proud of you.”

“Yes, the downside is I will be away for more than just the weekend.”

“Just tell me where you are.”

“I need to do this on my own.”

He grumbles low, and I add, “I’m sorry. See you soon.”

Felix hangs up before I actually shout for help.

“She’s a great actor,” Caleb says.

“We’ll use the weekend to the fullest,” Felix replies.

I glare at Felix, and he takes a threatening step toward me when Caleb says with mirth in his tone, “Patience, my friend.”

They won’t break me, I keep telling myself. But with every second, I swallow the dread that makes my throat dry.

A shot of pain travels through me, debilitating me. Every muscle in my body strains from the shock therapy to the point of breaking, and then suddenly the current stops. I’m left limp, a marionette in their hands.

“Initiation comes with punishment. We have to make sure your loyalty is with the Family as it should be. There are no weaknesses allowed.”

At some point, I debate if I am still alive. Every muscle in my body trembles after going through round after round of contracting and stiffening. This is hell, and I don’t know if I will survive it. But Dane is safe, far away from my fucked up family. That thought is the only comfort I get, and I latch onto it while I endure my punishment.

I’m pretty sure my clothes are wet from not only my sweat but drool and pee. While they drone on about loyalty and where mine lies, currents of electricity surge through me. Again and again. I lose all sense of time and feeling in my body.